User blog:Skalarana/.Scarlet Shadows

= Scarlet Shadows =

 Prolog:



     They say I was the hero, and they I was the villain. But I am neither. I will not follow my mother nor

my sister. I will go down in history as the creature searching for his revenge and paying a great prize for

it. But did she deserve the blade I thrust through her heart?

 Chapter 1



       The sun was shining brightly. Beautiful white clouds dotted the sky. The glass was lush

and green. Little insects buzzed about busily. The streams gurgled happily. The trees swayed

gently as a lovely breeze blew by them.



<span lang="IT" style="font-family: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; color: #333333; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: IT">      Diavolo leapt at his sister, her screech of surprise and fear music to his ears. He bowled her over

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">and sat on top of her. “HA! I got you!” Diavolo was a weasel of 7, handsome with dark brown fur and

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">forest green eyes.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">       Black Cloud pushed him off and leapt up, “My turn to find you!” Black Cloud was a beautiful young

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">weasel with black eyes. Her dress was rumpled from playing hide and seek all day long.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">        She got up and raced off, “HIDE, DIAVOLO!” she darted into the woods, her hair flying about as she

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">ran. She skidded to a halt in a small clearing in the deep dense forest. She paused to look at a beautiful

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">flower growing in a patch of weeds. She bent down and gently picked it and fixed it into her hair. After

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">counting to thirty and she ran back out into the forest, to find her big brother.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">       She was young then, none of the horrors had befallen her and her brother yet, but it was only a

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">matter of time before their world started to crash down among them. I am here to tell the tale of Salm’s

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">children. Promise me one thing before you push on, she wasn’t the bad one. Neither of the two children

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">where villains. Just terrified children caught in a thunder storm. No matter how dark and twisted it

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">might be. You can put down this book right now and go find something happier. But I however must

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">push on.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"> Chapter 2